Proceed, and repeat this mantra:
"Still my breath and steady my heart: the invisible force that arranges the furniture on this cosmic stage is an odic current subject to my will; my human form is but a condensation of the ether, a colored reflection of the dream of my brain. The world and I are azotic manifests of the words I speak."
Whosoever, with untroubled mind, keeps these words upon his tongue thereby avoids all treachery, for he has earned the title of the true seeker.
-- Liberal translation by JJM with the aid of Google Translate